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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
YG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Composer
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Dee Brown
Dee Brown
Mixing Engineer

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[Verse 1]
This is not just another dance song
This that, "Baby, did you leave your man home?"
'Cause I'm tryna party like I'm grown
I'm tryna get that lap dance with my eyes closed, yeah
You're my type, my type and I'm starving
I think you fit my appetite
Can you live up to the hype?
I be cautious, I clean you up with the Wet Wipes
She a stripper, but she bad though
Got back on her feet
She was doing bad though
Made it out the struggle
I respect her hustle, yeah
Fuck it, put her in a mansion, yeah
Fuck it, make sure the Rollie matching, yeah
If you a independent woman, yeah
Mercedes Benz, Celine bag
You ain't ever gotta tell her
And she know she bad
[Verse 2]
Let me see you, no hands
Let me see you pop it like rubber bands
Can you make me feel like the man?
Can you sit it all in my right hand? (Uh oh)
[Verse 3]
Pop it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
[Verse 4]
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it
[Verse 5]
Yeah, she moving kinda fast though (Fast though)
Tryna keep up, but I don't wanna crash though (Don't wanna crash though)
Baby got back though
She the type you sneak out the back door (Back door)
Show me what you working with
Drop it down, do a split
Damn girl, you bad as shit
She a vegan, but she still thick
I'm that ****, I'm that ****
Westside G, big spender, big tipper
Grab the ones, bring the liquor
Let me rap to ya in the basement, Big Tigger
And Jay got B and I'm YG, pop that on me
And Jay got B and I'm YG, girl, pop that pussy on me (Pop it)
[Verse 6]
Let me see you, no hands
Let me see you pop it like rubber bands
Can you make me feel like the man?
Can you sit it all in my right hand? (Uh oh)
[Verse 7]
Pop it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
[Verse 8]
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it
[Verse 9]
All my independent ladies, gon' shake something (Go ahead)
Shake something till you break something (Oh yeah)
Twerk something, baby, twerk something (Go ahead)
Shake something, baby, shake something
[Verse 10]
All my independent ladies, gon' shake something (Go ahead)
Shake something till you break something (Oh yeah)
Twerk something, baby, twerk something
Twerk, twerk something, let me know you're worth something
Hey
[Verse 11]
Let me see you, no hands
Let me see you pop it like rubber bands
Can you make me feel like the man?
Can you sit it all in my right hand? (Uh oh)
[Verse 12]
Pop it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it
[Verse 13]
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, pop it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it
Written by: Dijon McFarlane, Edward E Meriwether, Keenon Jackson, Khia Chambers, Michael J Williams
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